FanFiction(L.S.)

Alone

"Harry, dear! Your sister's here!" Harry's mother called out. 

Harry was currently finishing up some homework for his math class. He was too lost in his thoughts to hear his mother. For some odd reason, his thoughts lingered to Louis. He liked hanging out with him. There was something about him that Harry can't seem to shake off. He felt that feeling before when they were kids, but this time it's different. 

Harry seemed to want to see Louis all the time, they texted each other a lot and Harry would finally say hi to Louis when he walked the halls. Louis would respond with a smile and a nod, but Harry took what he could take. 

After they hung out last week, Harry wanted to know more about what goes on in Louis' mind. He wanted to learn more about important things that Louis cared about. He was conflicted because he didn't understand why he felt this way. 

There was a knock on Harry's door that made him jump. He looked over to see his mother open the door and peak her head in. 

"Harry, Gemma is here." She said with a smile. Anne was a sweet woman, sure she could be a little too narcissistic but she meant well. 

"Oh, okay I'll be down there in a moment." Harry said. 

"No need little brother I'm already up here." Gemma's voice rang as she barged into his room. Harry smiled and got out of his bed to hug his sister. 

"Hey you, I've missed you." Harry chuckled. 

"Holy shit, you've gotten tall. This just isn't fair!" Gemma laughed. 

"Okay, I'll let you two catch up, I'll call you down when dinner is ready, and we'll be having guest so please dress to impress," Anne spoke waving them off and leaving the room. 

"How's my little brother?" Gemma asked. Harry shrugged and sat back down on his king size bed. Gemma plopped herself next to him not even caring that his homework was under her. 

"I'm doing great actually, nothing new I guess. I've been keeping up with my grades and just trying to get that scholarship from Oxford." Harry gathered his homework and even pulled his papers from under Gemma's leg. 

"Oxford, huh?" She smirked. "Now who's idea was that?" 

"Who's do you think?" Harry chuckled. Gemma rolled her eyes. 

"Harry, you don't have to do what Richard says. I mean, I didn't and I'm living my life now and I'm happy. Even if mom wanted me to be a model." 

Harry chuckled and shook his head. "Gem, it's fine. I will be happy. I know what I'm going to do with my future."

Gemma ruffled Harry's hair making him swat her hand away. "I know you do." She said proudly. "You're a smart kid, just remember not to let others make decisions for you." 

Harry nodded and looked down at his hands, he looked over at Gemma's and saw her engagement ring. He smiled. He was glad that Gemma finally found someone that will make her happy. He hoped to get that someday. 

"Are you excited about your winter wedding?" Harry asked. 

Gemma looks down at her finger and smiles, she twirls her ring around and nods. 

"Yeah, Marcus makes me so happy." She stated. Harry was so proud of his sister, she had a lot of shitty relationships in the past. Harry thought about all his relationships. He never felt a strong connection with any of the girls he's' been with. Harry knew that he wanted to be in love with someone with whom he had a great connection. Unfortunately, he hasn't found that yet. His mind wandered back to Louis.